The middle-aged man smiled, grabbed Zhao ChuChu's arm, pulled her from the ground, hugged her in his arms, stroked Zhao ChuChu's face with his fingers, and comforted him: "girl, don't blame me for being cruel and cruel. Even if I can let you go, they can't let you go. If it comes, it's easy. I advise you to relax and accept it."

Obviously, the middle-aged man didn't mean to let her go. Zhao ChuChu was desperate and secretly clenched her teeth. She must not let the three obscene men be defiled.

Absolutely not, even if you fight for your life.

"Girl, don't be afraid, brother. I'll be gentle, not..."

Before the middle-aged man finished his words, he was suddenly slapped in the face. This slap was not slapped by others, but by Zhao ChuChu.

Don't die in despair, break out in despair.

"Little girl, how dare you hit me?" The middle-aged man roared. As soon as his words fell, Zhao ChuChu kicked him to the ground, "ah!" A scream almost lifted the roof.

It turned out that the middle-aged man fell down and his head just hit the corner of the table. The heart piercing pain made him unable to stand up for a time, but his heart was angry for a moment, "you bitch, come here!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man was in pain, Zhao ChuChu quickly got up from the ground. When will he wait until he doesn't run at the moment? But there are still two people at the door. How can we escape?

Zhao ChuChu didn't have time to think about it. He took a stick and was ready to open the door. At this moment, the door was suddenly kicked open from the outside. Zhao ChuChu didn't have time to avoid and was knocked down by strong force.

The square faced man and the obscene man hurried in, "Lao Yue, what's going on?"

"Come on! Catch this woman. " The middle-aged man said anxiously, covering the injured part of his head. He didn't know that there was blood flowing out of his fingers.

Zhao ChuChu was controlled by two men and his hands and feet were tied up again.

"Lao Yue, are you hurt? Still bleeding? " The square faced man exclaimed.

The middle-aged man took his hand down and looked. Sure enough, he was full of blood donation. He couldn't help scolding: "shit, this bitch is really unlucky. The third man called me!"

Hearing the speech, Zhao ChuChu instinctively curled up. There was no way to resist, so he had to bear it silently first. The only thing about Zhao ChuChu was that they could give up the idea of insulting her.

The wretched man took off the belt from his waist and scolded: "bitch, you are very brave. You dare to cut our boss. Don't blame me for being rude!" Then he raised his hand and beat Zhao ChuChu with a belt.

Zhao ChuChu gave a dull hum and clenched her fist. The belt hit her and the whip was going to hurt. She felt as if her arm had been cut open by a knife, and every inch of her skin was complaining of pain.

"Bitch, you deserve to be sold here! Deserve to be a man's toy! " The wretched man scolded fiercely. The belt in his hand never stopped. When his hands rose and fell, Zhao ChuChu's back had been beaten bloody.

Zhao ChuChu didn't shout from beginning to end. She was numb with pain. This whip may be more acceptable to her than being defiled by the three men. The physical pain is better than the psychological pain.

"Oh, I'm still a resolute little lady. I can't say a word." The wretched man smiled, but his eyes were as fierce as a knife. "I want to see how capable you are today!"

The wretched man raised his hand, "pa" is another belt that fell on Zhao ChuChu's back. The originally black and shiny belt has been dyed red by blood at this moment.

"Star track, I'm so tired." Zhao ChuChu whispered and slowly closed her eyes. She felt that she was pressed with a thousand kilograms of stones. She couldn't lift her head, stand up and move at all.

She wanted to sleep for a while, but when she closed her eyes, the obscene faces of the three men flashed in her mind again and again. She didn't dare to sleep.

A cell phone ring rang, followed by the voice of a square faced man in Zhao ChuChu's ear, "third, stop calling, pause first, I'll answer the phone."

The belt beating finally stopped. Zhao ChuChu was a little relieved and loosened his clenched fist, but the burning pain behind him still made life worse than death.

"Second, who called?" Asked the middle-aged man.

The square faced man replied, "Lao Yue, the boat owner said that the boat will leave in ten minutes. We have to hurry over."

"It's really hard. I haven't let off the fire today!" The obscene man looked reluctant. When he spoke, he couldn't help staring at Zhao ChuChu, "blame this troublesome woman!"

"Well, old three, don't complain. There's plenty of time on board. Let's go." The middle-aged man comforted, bent down and picked Zhao ChuChu up, and said, "third, put a mask on her and cover her tightly."

The three men went out of the cabin and got on the boat. Zhao ChuChu was placed in a small sundry room. After hearing the door slammed, Zhao ChuChu opened his eyes.

She moved her body slowly to keep the injured back from leaning on the ground. Zhao ChuChu didn't sit up. At this moment, she just wanted to lie down quietly.

"Orbit, where are you?" Zhao ChuChu whispered, his nose sour, and crystal tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes. "Do we still have a chance to meet again?"

Zhao Chu let his tears flow down, and the wound on his face was as painful as a needle, but it was nothing compared with the pain of tearing his back.

"Where will I be taken? Zhao ChuChu, you can't give up. Even if you risk your life, you can't become someone else's plaything! "

Zhao ChuChu's voice is not big, but her eyes are very firm. She wants to escape. Even if the final result is to lose her life, she can't watch being insulted by others.

Two hours later, the door opened. The middle-aged man came in with a lunch box, kicked Zhao ChuChu with his foot, and said coldly, "it's time for dinner."

Zhao ChuChu moved his body and sat up. "Untie the rope for me!"

"Do you want to run?" The middle-aged man frowned.

Zhao ChuChu gave a white look at the middle-aged man and didn't have a good way: "otherwise you feed me?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, squatted down and untied the rope tied to Zhao ChuChu's hand, and warned: "don't think about playing tricks, it's all for nothing! Eat quickly! "

Zhao ChuChu silently picked up the lunch box and opened it. Although it's not her favorite meal, there's nothing to be picky at this moment. Only when you're full can you have spirit. Only when you have spirit can you find a way to escape.

In the narrow room, only Zhao ChuChu's subtle eating voice. Although he was eating, Zhao ChuChu thought about how to get close to the middle-aged man.

Among these three people, the rude, ferocious and obscene men with square faces are naturally impossible to approach. Only this middle-aged man looks a little human.

"Is the wound on your head serious?" Zhao ChuChu tried to treat the man in front of him as a friend and asked with concern.

In the face of Zhao ChuChu's sudden concern, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment before he raised his eyebrow and warned coldly, "don't play tricks, hurry to eat!"